Page 88 of Jezebel's Liberation

“She gonna be okay, Doc?” Phantom asks.

“I’m right fucking here,” I sass.

Abyss grins. “Jez’ll be fine.”

“Again, sitting right fucking here,” I snap.

“Bye, Jez,” Abyss calls over his shoulder. “You’ve got your hands full with these two.”

“Don’t I know it,” I mutter.

Phantom follows Abyss, and a moment later, the front door slams. Phantom pounds back up the stairs. The weight of his scrutiny does me in, and I burst into tears.

“I-I-I’m so sorry,” I wail. “Forgive me, please.”

Phantom’s mouth drops open in shock as sobs wrack my body. It only takes seconds for Demon and Phantom to spring into action. Demon scoops me off the chair and rocks me in his arms.

“No, baby, no,” Phantom consoles as he rubs circles along my back. “There’s nothing to forgive.”

“He’s right, Jez,” Demon agrees. “We both fucked up, but we’re going to be okay. Both of us.”

“I-I-I put us in that situation, Demon. It was my plan to leave the club and Phantom out of it,” I cry.

“The fuck it was,’ Demon states firmly. “Wecame up with the plantogether. What we failed to remember was how sneaky those fuckers are. They’ve gotten away with their crimes for years, and not because they’re stupid. They were smart. We were both too caught up in our need for vengeance. We didn’t stop and think.”

A prickle ripples across my arms, as if the hands of the dead men from the warehouse are still stroking my skin. My teeth chatter uncontrollably, and shivers rack my body.

“Grab a blanket,” Demon orders while he wraps his arms tighter around me. “She’s cold.”

Phantom rushes to the closet and pulls out an extra quilt. “I think she’s going into shock.”

They wrap the blanket around me and whisper loving words into my ears. Nothing they say can penetrate the nightmarish haze my mind is trapped in.

“Help me,” I whisper almost inaudibly.

“What do you need, babe?” Demon asks frantically.

“I’ll call Abyss to come back,” Phantom announces, pulling his phone out of his pocket.

I reach for him. “No, please.”

Phantom drops to his knees. “Jez, tell us what you need. You’re killing me, baby.”

“I can feel them all over me… touching me…” I gulp.

Demon flinches and pulls away. “I’m so sorry, Jez… I wasn’t thinking.”

I grip his shirt tightly. “Please, I need you… Both of you. I want to erase their touch from my body and my mind.”

Phantom and Demon share a look I can’t decipher.

Of course, they wouldn’t want to touch me now. I’m damaged, dirty.

“Get that look off your face right now,” Demon orders, pinching my chin between his thumb and forefinger, forcing me to look at him. “I want you so bad it hurts.”

To show me exactly what he’s insinuating, he grinds his hard length into my ass. Phantom stands, removing my palm from Demon’s chest and placing it on his growing cock.

My pussy spasms with anticipation. “Please.”

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